A pumpkin patch in Germany is definitely nothing native. Sure, we grow pumpkins, we eat pumpkins, but buying pumpkins is something we typically do in a grocery store. Not so in a village south east of Nuremberg. Jerry is a farmer from the US who moved to Germany a few years ago. Unable to find the familiar huge pumpkins, he started to grow them himself on his farm. Then he turned it into a business. “Best Darn Pumpkins on this side of the Ozarks!” is his claim. His clients are mostly US citizens living in Frankonia and Upper Palatine, English was the most spoken language of the families collecting the pumpkins. And they sure have fun roaming the patch and taking home one (or two of three or four) giant pumpkins. For those families something ordinary like a pumpkin patch is special, it’s a piece of home away from home.
Oh, and we didn’t buy one of the orange giants 😉
Images taken with my Olympus OM-D E-M1X and the mZuiko 12-100mm. Postprocessing in Lightroom Classic.
Have a great Friday